Chapter 351: The Battle of Mortals (Part )

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Hearing the cry of crows, Zhao Xing felt pain all over his body, as if he had been punched countless times.

His eyelids felt extremely heavy and he tried hard to open them, but he couldn't.

[What’s going on? Am I injured so badly that I can’t even lift my eyelids…]

[If you can't even see within yourself, then... your soul should leave your body! ]

Nothing happened, and there was still darkness before Zhao Xing's eyes.

It wasn't completely dark. As his eyeballs moved, there seemed to be stars moving in front of his eyes.

I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly I felt a cool feeling coming from the side.

It seemed to give Zhao Xing strength, and soon his body seemed to revive, and Zhao Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Withered vines, old trees, and crows of unknown species flapped their wings and flew away.

The sky was grey, not dark, but the light was extremely dim.

Dark clouds covered everything, and Zhao Xing found that he was not lying flat, but leaning against a dead tree.

That's not quite accurate, as he seemed to have become part of the tree, with his entire body stuck in the middle of the dead tree, surrounded by dead leaves and vines.

"Where are you going? What's going on..."

Zhao Xing felt a severe headache and couldn't concentrate at all. After resting for a long time, he finally felt his strength and rationality returning.

"Sigh~"

Zhao Xing took a breath of cold air.

"I am within the range of Jue Tian Di Tong!"

"The damn Wu Yue God has launched the Jue Tian Di Tong in Fulong Mountain."

"Have I become a normal person?"

Zhao Xing bent his fingers to summon the wind, trying to disperse the dark clouds, but found that there was no response at all on his fingertips.

The vitality is gone, the magic is gone, and even the Three Gods Palace can't sense it.

"Don't even mention swallowing clouds and raising winds. My physical fitness right now is no different from that of the fifteenth year of the Jingxin calendar."

"In the end what happened?"

Zhao Xing simply stopped moving and just thought about the scene before he fell into coma.

"Zi Gu Tianzun was being hunted down, so I, Yun Tiandao, King Luohou, and Ji Si rushed to rescue him."

"On the way, we were intercepted by Wu Yueshen."

"I didn't step on Yun Tian Dao's Star Cloud, and I fought Wu Yue Shen head-on."

"Before I passed out, I saw the Human Emperor Sword, but then the world spun around and I didn't know where it fell."

"Looking at the surrounding situation, it seems that we are not in Fulong Mountain anymore."

"I don't even know how much time has passed."

Zhao Xing glanced at the ground around him. On the black land, there was a lonely dead tree.

It seemed like we landed on a plain. After the dark clouds dispersed, the light finally became brighter, but we found that there were no mountains around.

"The highest peak of Fulong Mountain is over 50,000 meters. Even if Jue Tiandi Tong will change the environment, it shouldn't be too outrageous. There are many large and small mountains around. This place should not be near Fulong Mountain."

"This is good news." Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was still near Fulong Mountain, the people of the Southern Barbarians would definitely come to search for his whereabouts after he used the Jue Tian Di Tong.

Due to the early days of Jue Tian Di Tong, there were no practitioners in the Great Zhou, but there were some in the Southern Barbarians, so if they were in Fulong Mountain, they would probably be easily searched out.

"The magical power of Wu Yue Shenhui includes the Star Shift. It is different from the Purple Dragon God's spell of moving himself. He has reached the level of magical power. I'm afraid that in that battle, I was knocked away by this move."

"So the reason why I can't step on Yun Tiandao's cloud is because of this move."

"The cloud that Lao Yun gave me was taken away by Wu Yue Shen. It only has the appearance but no power."

"The bad news is, I don't even know where I am right now. Even survival is a problem."

Gollum~
After thinking for a while, Zhao Xing felt a strong sense of hunger.

Yes, even if there were no Nanman army coming to search, his chances of survival would not be great, because Nanman is a wilderness, and it is extremely difficult for a mortal to survive in such a wilderness.

"Damn Wu Yue Shen!"

"Could it be that he released Zi Gu Tianzun on purpose? Just to kill me?" Zhao Xing re-examined the events that occurred after the Pingman War began.

“It’s possible.”

"If you want to complete the spiritual energy recovery and ascend to heaven, Yun Tiandao and I are indispensable. However, Yun Tiandao is in the Li Dao realm, so he is difficult to kill. It is relatively easier for me."

"If I die, even if Emperor Wu succeeds in conquering the barbarians, the ending will still be the same as in his previous life."

"Soon after that, the ancient land of Longting will be leaderless due to the loss of the Dragon Emperor."

"The trap that Wu Yueshen prepared for me didn't work during the trip to Dragon Court. Instead, it seemed like I let him off the hook. He had no chance in Guixu because I took a shortcut. So this time Zi Gu's defection is a real dead end?"

"How long can I live in this situation? You don't even need to send someone to kill me. I'm starving to death."

"I don't know the time, I don't know the direction, I don't have any spells, I don't have any vitality... huh?"

Zhao Xing's eyes were suddenly attracted by a touch of purple and gold.

Originally his vision was always far away, as he was stuck in a dead tree and had no way of looking down. Now that he had recovered some strength, he started to move.

When he looked down, he saw a seedling shaking at the root of the dead tree one meter below his feet.

The purple-gold aura was as thin as a thread, like an embroidery needle threading a needle, passing through the dead vine and onto his body.

Zhao Xing understood where the cool feeling he felt before and after he fell into a coma came from.

"Moyunteng!"

"Hahaha, big brother is big brother!"

Zhao Xing propped up the dead wood beside him with both hands. It seemed to have rotted away, so he broke it apart directly.

Then he struggled free from the tree trunk.

"Sigh~"

Zhao Xing felt some pain in his body. He looked down and found that there were many roots on his body, connected to his flesh and blood, like countless infusion tubes.

"Crack~"

Zhao Xing removed these plant-based infusion tubes one by one, and then got a clear look at the dead tree.

"Ice Soul Divine Tree?"

It turns out that he has been living in the heart of the Ice Soul Divine Tree.

Zhao Xing searched around and found a lotus and half a withered bamboo around the tree.

"Leaving the Fire God Lotus!"

"Dragon Spirit Bamboo!"

"Bloodthirsty dragon vine!"

Zhao Xing could vaguely see traces of the Fire Divine Lotus, the Ice Soul Divine Tree and the Dragon Spirit Bamboo from their withered forms.

"I understand."

Zhao Xing squatted down and sat next to Mo Yunteng.

“After Jue Tian Di Tong was performed, I was not immediately affected by this great magical power.”

"I subconsciously released the pure Yuan projection. The Moyun Vine, Dragon Spirit Bamboo, Ice Soul Divine Tree, Fire God Lotus, and Bloodthirsty Dragon Vine protected me."

"Among them, the Ice Soul Divine Tree has a very good freezing effect, which can protect my body from decaying. The lotus seeds of the Fire God Lotus have preserved my vitality. Otherwise, as a mortal, I would have starved to death in seven days."

"But they will also be affected by the great magical power. Only by using the Moyun vine as a bridge and the bloodthirsty dragon vine as my meridians can I absorb the essence of these plant life and provide me with vitality."

"The time I lost consciousness must have been long." A light flashed in Zhao Xing's eyes, and he immediately saw the detailed situation within 5,000 meters around him.

"At critical moments, the ego faction is still reliable."

"This used to be a forest, but I drained the life force out of it."

Zhao Xing muttered to himself.

He counted again.

“Sizzle, sizzle~”

There was a wisp of vital energy jumping at the fingertips. It was like a candle in the wind, extremely unstable and could go out at any time.

Seeing this, Zhao Xing quickly put it out and even wiped his hands subconsciously.

"The ego faction is awesome!"

Zhao Xing smiled.

The purpose of the ego school is "self-improvement", which allows one to find a glimmer of hope even in extreme circumstances.

What other extreme environment could be compared to the one that is beyond heaven and earth?

In the Jue Tian Di Tong, the other two factions cannot save his life.

Only the ego faction not only saved his life, but also gave himself hope of survival.

Among the Si Nongs traveling around the universe, the Ego faction is rare, but those who can be seen are all awesome people.

Zhao Xing's experience once again proves this point: in the age of spiritual energy, the self is invincible!
"It seems that among my plant troops, only the Moyun vine is alive."

“Only by staying with Mo Yun Teng can I cast spells and use my vital energy.”

Zhao Xing walked around and then returned to Mo Yunteng.

He quickly figured out the current situation.

"If I leave the one-meter range of the Moyun vine, I will be suppressed by the Jue Tian Di Tong again and become an ordinary person."

"Even if I stay by Mo Yun Teng's side, I won't fully recover, but only recover to a very limited extent."

Zhao Xing called out the panel to check his own status.

【Name: Zhao Xing】

[Realm: Unqualified/Rule Realm Perfection (Abnormal)]

[Occupation: Agriculture]

【Qi Luck: Yan Jiu】

[Ju Yuan: Eighth level/One hundredth level (abnormal)]

[Soul: Perfection of Rule Realm (Abnormal)]

[Remaining lifespan: 1790 years]

"From the status on the panel, I am currently just a low-level Si Nong, and the total amount of vitality I can mobilize is only at the twelfth level."

"But, my luck is normal. In the Jue Tian Di Tong, my luck will not be affected."

"I don't know if it's accurate to calculate the time based on the remaining life."

"I am in the 1850nd year of Yuanshuo, and my remaining life span is years."

"The Yuanshuo period lasted for ninety-eight years in total, and then came the Yuanding period. The war began in the first year of the Yuanding period, and by the end of the second period, sixteen years had passed."

"My remaining life span in the sixteen years of Yuan Ding is 1798 years."

"It's 1790 now, which means I've been unconscious for eight years?"

Zhao Xing thought that this calculation might not be accurate because he did not take into account the possibility of shortening one's life due to injuries.

"In addition to the personal data on the panel, there are several more records."

[Affected by 'Absolute Connection to Heaven and Earth', your spells have become abnormal. 】

[Affected by 'Jue Tian Di Tong', your level has become abnormal. 】

[Affected by 'Jue Tian Di Tong', your soul has become abnormal. 】

"Abnormalities in magic, heaven and earth."

Zhao Xing sat cross-legged, sensing carefully.

"Among the methods of time and location, only the Houbian method can be used. The rest are all abnormal."

"Hou Bian Fa can only be practiced internally, but my level is too low now, so it's useless."

"All the spells of the Self School can be used. The strange thing is that I am not at the entry level yet, but I can actually use Pure Yuan Projection."

Zhao Xing's mind moved, and then a shadow appeared one meter around Mo Yun Teng with the Mo Yun Teng as the center.

"I can also take things out of the pure soil."

With a flip of his hand, a Yuan crystal emerged from the shadow.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xing threw the Yuan Crystal one meter away.

"Crack~"

The Yuan Crystal, which was originally shining with light, quickly dimmed after it was covered by a one-meter shadow, and finally exploded with a pop and turned into nothingness.

Yuan Jing is a pure energy crystal, similar to Dragon Crystal, except that one is for humans and the other is for dragons.

“In that case, even if I can take something out, it won’t have much effect. Once it’s out of the range of the Pure Yuan projection, it will still be suppressed by the great magical power.”

“Since I didn’t really recover to a certain realm, but I forcibly gained a breathing space in the Absolute Heaven and Earth Passage, the strength I have recovered now is very limited.”

Zhao Xing finally figured out the situation.

Now that he has figured out the situation, at least he won't starve to death.

"Fortunately, Wu Yueshen didn't know about Mo Yun Teng's trump card, otherwise we would have been in trouble this time." Zhao Xing had never used Mo Yun Teng in front of others.

It was used twice, both times in the ancient land of Longting. Before the Three Gods Fate Palace was cultivated, it was in its own pure soil. After it was cultivated, it was not affected by cause and effect and could not be deduced. It was used twice when subduing the Dragon Vine and the Ice Soul Divine Tree.

"big big big!"

Zhao Xing mobilized his troops and used divine power, and the shadow continued to expand.

After several days of exploration, he finally expanded the pure Yuan projection to about five meters in radius.

"This is the limit. With the help of the Moyun vine, the maximum distance my pure Yuan projection can actively expand is five meters."

Zhao Xing stood up and grabbed a bamboo basket from the shadows.

Then he dug out the Mo Yun vine, put it into a bamboo basket, and carried it on his back.

"Huh? Why should I carry it myself?"

Zhao Xing smiled, then pointed at the dead branches and vines under the Bingpo Divine Tree.

"Strong man, get up!"

The method of time and place cannot be used, but the method of straw man belongs to the ego school.

Of course, the scarecrow magic he can use now is low-level spells, such as the walking scarecrow, the reconnaissance scarecrow, the strong scarecrow, and the thorn scarecrow.

"Carry my elder brother."

The Moyun vine cannot be put back. Once it is put back, the pure Yuan projection cannot be unfolded. Because the reason why Zhao Xing can unfold the pure Yuan projection is that he uses the void seed as an anchor point, so the Moyun vine can only stay in the outside world.

"The five-meter range is enough for several straw men to stand."

Since straw men were already being used, Zhao Xing simply made a few more and also built a sunshade sedan chair.

"This way, you don't have to rush on your own."

Zhao Xing jumped onto the sedan chair and lay down on it.

He is very fragile now and cannot even fly. If he rushes on his own, he will probably be exhausted to death.

Before leaving, Zhao Xing looked back at the withered vines and old trees.

"Ice Soul Divine Tree, Fire God Lotus, Bloodthirsty Dragon Vine, Dragon Spirit Bamboo."

"Thank you for saving me."

Once these four sacred trees die, they are truly dead. Even if they are moved away in the future, they cannot be restored to a living state.

Zhao Xing looked silently for a while, then chose a direction and started moving forward.

As he walked, Zhao Xing looked around.

His soul's divine vision returned to its original clear eye method, but it could also see up to five thousand meters away, with every detail clearly visible.

"The scope of Jue Tian Di Tong is probably the land of four prefectures. It's not too big, but not too small either." Zhao Xing thought to himself, "If it was in the state before it was sealed, it would only take a few days to travel through the land of four prefectures."

The area of ​​one prefecture is equivalent to the area of ​​the earth. Four prefectures are roughly equivalent to four earths. It is not too big for the actions before the seal, but he is not yet at the Juyuan realm, so it will take a long time.

"The good thing is that it's hard for the enemy to find me. When I was appointed as a fifth-rank official, it took me one or two months to travel from the East China Sea to Nanyang by warship. The bad thing is that it's hard for the people of the Great Zhou to find me either."

"I can't confirm my location right now, so I can only walk in one direction blindly."

"I hope my Yan Jiu's luck can play a role." Zhao Xing thought to himself. "It's been eight years, and I don't know how the Great Zhou's offensive is going."

…………

Great Zhou, Southern Youzhou.

Nanyouzhou is the twentieth state of the Great Zhou Dynasty and was established in the 17th year of Yuanding!

It is marked by the Yinyou Mountain, around which a state capital was built.

It was also the highest military base of the Great Zhou Dynasty to expand into the Southern Barbarians.

Yinyou City was built completely according to the specifications of a royal city, because since the 17th year of Yuanding, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had led the army to war in person and had lived in Yinyou City.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." "The latest battle report shows that King Luohou has conquered the first fifth-grade 'Witch City' on the southwest battlefield. He requested Your Majesty to name the city."

In the Taiji Hall, Tong Wenzhuo congratulated the tall figure on the throne.

"I understand. The Prime Minister can discuss the naming with the Ministry of Rites. I am tired, and there is nothing important. The Prime Minister can summon the six ministries to make a decision."

"Yes, I'll take my leave." Seeing that Ji Che was not in a good mood, Tong Wenzhuo immediately took his leave respectfully.

As soon as he came out, he met the Grand Master of the Clan, Ji Wenchang.

"Prime Minister, why did you come out so quickly? Why didn't you have lunch in the palace before leaving?"

Tong Wenzhuo said softly: "Your Majesty did not keep me."

Ji Wenchang bowed silently.

Watching Tong Wenzhuo bow and leave, Ji Wenchang looked at the Taiji Hall again and couldn't help but sigh.

A long time ago, Ji Che and his ministers were very close, and things like staying overnight and giving banquets were common occurrences.

Since the sixteenth year of Yuanding, Ji Che became majestic. No one could guess what he was thinking, and he no longer laughed or scolded his ministers casually. Ji Che became like a real emperor.

Originally, this was the Ji Che that Grand Master Ji Wenchang wanted to see, but for some reason, now that he actually saw him, Ji Wenchang felt complicated.

After calming down, Ji Wenchang walked into the Taiji Hall and reported softly, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"speak."

"The position of Minister of Agriculture has been vacant for eight years. There has been much discussion in the court. I beg Your Majesty to make another decision..."

Ji Che had been looking into the distance, but when he heard Ji Wenchang's words, he immediately lowered his head and looked down at Ji Wenchang.

"Ji Wenchang, I have said that anyone who dares to report this matter again will be executed. Do you think my words are nothing but wind in your ears?"

Ji Wenchang wanted to say something else, but found that he couldn't say it at all.

He found that his strength was rapidly fading and his hair was visibly turning white.

"Since you are my uncle, I will not kill you. I will demote you to a commoner and give you twenty years to live. Go back and enjoy your old age."

Ji Wenchang found that he could speak, but all he could say was "Thank you, Your Majesty".

The Tai Chi Hall finally became quiet.

Soon, a figure walked out from the shadows behind the throne.

"Your Majesty, I still haven't received any news about the Minister of Agriculture." Ji Si said in a low voice, "But I believe he is still alive."

"I don't believe he's dead either." Ji Che's eyes were deep: "Otherwise Wu Yue Shen wouldn't have been wrestling with me all this time."

…………

Southern Barbarians, Holy Mountain, and Witch Temple.

The tall and ancient temple stood on the holy mountain. The temple hall was empty except for a large stone chair.

The walls of the temple were engraved with obscure runes, which flickered with a faint light, as if echoing with the stars.

On the stone chair, a young man in a white robe was sitting in the same position as Ji Che, looking at the sky outside the temple.

"Kakaka~"

A sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the throne, interrupting the young man's meditation.

He retracted his gaze and fell on his chest.

There was a huge sword stuck there, and it was this sword that nailed him to the throne.

The greatsword exuded supreme imperial power, and the sword body shone with a light as bright as the scorching sun, flickering with the young man's breathing.

The blade of the Human Emperor Sword penetrated deeply into the back seat, imprisoning the Wu Yue God firmly in place.

Wu Yueshen's white fingers emitted strands of soft white light, wrapping around the sword.

"Zheng!"

Golden lines spread out from the sword and wrapped around the Witch God like chains. Each line contained powerful power, suppressing the power of the Witch Moon God.

The muscles under the white robe were tense, and Wu Yueshen clenched his fists tightly, but every time he exerted force, the light of the Human Emperor Sword became brighter, and the repressive force became heavier, making it impossible for him to break free.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Yueshen sent a message to the outside of the temple: "Ke, come here for a moment."

"Wu." A Dharma body appeared outside the temple, and Keshen with black horns on his head and blade wings on his back appeared inside the temple. He took a look at the sword on Wu Yueshen and asked, "Wu, can't it be pulled out?"

Ke remembered it very clearly, when Wu Yue God fought with the Emperor of Da Zhou, the sword pierced through the powerful Wu and nailed him back into the temple.

The Grand Minister of Agriculture of the Great Zhou was also taken to an unknown location.

After that, the witch worked hard for eight years, but only pulled out one tenth of the sword.

"The power of the Human Emperor Sword is not supposed to be so strong." Wu Yueshen said.

"But, the owner of this sword has become much stronger than expected."

"Because the national fortune of the entire Great Zhou is much stronger than expected." Wu Yueshen whispered to himself, "All this is caused by Zhao Xing."

"His death should weaken the luck of the Great Zhou, and the power of the Human Emperor Sword will also be weakened accordingly. However, you haven't drawn the sword yet, is he still alive?" Ke Shen thought of something. "Can you calculate whether he is alive or dead? If he is alive, we should find him and kill him."

"He should not be dead yet." Wu Yueshen looked towards the distant sky, "He practiced the Three Gods Palace of Fate. I couldn't find him many years ago."

"Ke, it's up to you and Jiuyou to find him. Use the most primitive method to stop him from returning to Da Zhou."

"Yes." Keshen said respectfully, "Jiuyou and I will do our best."

…………

"We traveled as fast as we could and after walking for half a month, we finally saw traces of humans."

Zhao Xing stood at the foot of a small hill and excitedly touched the black dust in his hands.

"The traces of the camp stove should have been left three days ago."

"Three days ago, an army passed by here."

"I just don't know whether it was built by the Great Zhou or the Southern Barbarians."

Both are possible. Generally speaking, the area where the Southern Barbarians march is where the Great Zhou uses its troops.

Based on the stove ash alone, it was difficult for Zhao Xing to tell whether it was left by the Zhou Dynasty or by the enemy.

"I have to be careful."

"If I run into the southern barbarian army, I'll be in danger."

If the eldest brother did not take action, then all he would need to kill Zhao Xing was a sharp arrow.

Even if Mo Yun Teng can take action, it can only exert the combat power of the fifth level at most, and the range is still very small. The range affected by Mo Yun Teng is as large as the range of the Chun Yuan projection.

To maintain Zhao Xing's life activities and use of his vital energy, it is already very good to have such conditions in Jue Tian Di Tong.

If his tracks were exposed to the Nanman army's sight, it would be very dangerous. Even without Wu Yueshen taking action personally, even if two more fifth-grade warriors came looking for him, Master Zhao would have to die in the northwest.

"Disperse!"

Zhao Xing dispersed the straw men and then carried the Mo Yun vine on his back himself.

He now had to act covertly, as making too many straw men would easily expose him.

Following the traces of the marching stove, Zhao Xing groped for another two days. He judged that this was a grain transport team, and it was a grain transport team from the Great Zhou!

"Only people from the Great Zhou would use arc stoves, and they buried them so deep, and they would take care to cover them when they left." Zhao Xing dug up the soil, "Hehe, Yan Jiu's luck is really not to be underestimated, he ran into the Great Zhou army when he walked out."

Even so, Zhao Xing was still cautious and did not speed up.

He hid during the day and moved out at night, continuing to grope forward.

It was not until the seventh day that a living person was seen.

"Da da da~"

There was a sound of horse hooves in the wilderness ahead, Zhao Xing lay on a hillside and looked out. Soon he saw a group of light cavalry, numbering about a hundred people, riding war horses and wearing gray leather armor.

Zhao Xing glanced at the flag, on which was embroidered a word in the language of the Great Zhou: Dragon.

The character "龙" is surrounded by a green dragon, with waves below, representing the ocean or river.

Zhao Xing stared at it, was stunned, and then wiped his eyes.

"Isn't this Long Xiao's blue dragon flag? Am I dazzled?"

"Wait, why does that cavalryman in the lead look familiar?"

"Hmm? Isn't that Zhao Chuanzong?"

Zhao Xing was a little confused. Logically, Zhao Chuanzong should be in the Shenwei Army, not in the Qinglong Army. What was going on?
…………

"Xu~"

Zhao Chuanzong pulled the reins and stopped by the stream, and the cavalry behind him also stopped.

"Rest for 25 minutes in a hamlet and let the horses drink water."

"Wang Wu, Ma Liu, you two take the people and carry the components to the hillside and see if you can build a 'fire-leaving pile' on the south slope."

Zhao Chuanzong gave the order on the spot, and soon someone in the cavalry team untied the box on his back and climbed up the southern slope with it in his arms.

One garrison (fifty men) began to lead their horses to the stream to drink water, while the rest of the cavalry spread out and stood guard.

"Sergeant Liu," Zhao Chuanzong called over a sergeant.

"General Bai." A middle-aged man with a big mole on his eyebrow ran over.

"Take ten people to stand guard and look towards the northern valley slope. I always feel like someone is watching me, so be careful." Zhao Chuanzong pointed the whip in the direction of Zhao Xing.

"Yes, generals." The man surnamed Liu immediately jumped on his horse and galloped towards the northern valley slope with his nine men.

Seeing his younger brother taking command with such high alertness, Zhao Xing couldn't help but have a wonderful expression on his face.

"Zhao Chuanzong has really been reborn in the army? Is he still my brother who only knows how to have children?"

It is a wonderful feeling to meet an old friend in a foreign place, especially when this person is your younger brother.

Zhao Xing no longer hid, jumped down from the northern valley slope, and walked towards Zhao Chuanzong.

Haven't walked for a while.

"call out!"

A cold arrow shot over and passed by his head.

It wasn't that the arrow missed the target, but that Zhao Xing used magic to deflect it.

I saw six people in front, led by Captain Liu, forming a three-by-three formation and surrounding us.

Three other people lowered their bodies and took advantage of the bushes to go around behind them.

"咻咻咻咻咻咻~"

Another wave of cold arrows.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhao Xing waved his hands and shouted, "We are one of them!"

When Sergeant Liu saw that his quiver was empty and the opponent was fine, he sneered.

As he waved his hand, a dull mechanical sound was heard.

Zhao Xing suddenly jumped to the side.

Then two 'three-stop arrows' appeared under his feet.

"MMP, it's the God Arm Bow."

Zhao Xing immediately cursed loudly.

The Shenbi bow has a bow body length of three feet three and a half and a string length of two feet five.

Derived from the crossbow legacy.

It is known as the strongest individual weapon of mortals in Jue Tian Di Tong.

The Juyuan Realm definitely can't withstand it, and the Lingqiao Realm can also be hurt.

Sergeant Liu obviously didn't believe that he was one of their own.

Where would our people come from in the wilderness?

Seeing that Zhao Xing could not fly but could dodge the arrows of a sharpshooter like him, he immediately came to a conclusion: this was a southern barbarian scout from the Juyuan realm!

"Dudu-"

Sergeant Liu quickly blew the eagle whistle around his neck. The sharp whistle sounded like an eagle's voice, short and rhythmic. The sound echoed and soon reached Zhao Chuanzong's cavalry team.

"A Juyuan Realm demon, and he's alone?" Zhao Chuanzong stood up with a bang and growled, "First, second and third squads, grab your weapons!"

There is a valley to the north, with a lot of sand and gravel, which is not suitable for riding horses. Besides, the distance is not far, so you can just run over.

"Whoo~"

A lock net was stretched out from behind him, about eight meters long, covered with tiny thorns, and flew towards Zhao Xing quickly.

The man in the middle held a spear and approached quickly, waiting for his comrades to catch the enemy in a net before stabbing him with several big holes.

Zhao Xing was also convinced. How could he not understand what people were saying?
"Stop! I am the Minister of Agriculture Zhao Xing..."

"clang!"

An arrow hit the stone next to him. Captain Liu threw away his divine arm bow, drew his sword, jumped, and started to split Mount Hua with all his strength.

“Fuck.”

The attacks came one after another, leaving me no chance to even catch my breath, and I wouldn't listen to any explanations.

In desperation, Zhao Xing had to use his martial arts.

"Roar!"

Kuiniu roars with thunder!

The sergeant, who was five meters away, fell down immediately after hearing the roar.

Sergeant Liu, who jumped into the air and swung his sword, was also bounced away by the strong sound wave.

With just this roar, all ten people fell to the ground.

After all, they are just ordinary people, and Zhao Xing is not an ordinary Juyuan realm.

"Plop~"

Sergeant Liu fell at Zhao Xing's feet.

He was still resisting when three arrows suddenly shot out from his arms.

The angle was tricky and went straight to Zhao Xing's lower body.

"Crack~"

Zhao Xing kicked it away and then stepped on Liu Shichang's back.

"Stop it, what's wrong with you? I've told you that we are your people, why don't you listen?"

"Hmph, Grand Minister of Agriculture? Why don't you say that you are King Luohou?" President Liu struggled and grabbed Zhao Xing's ankles with both hands: "The southern barbarians really can't even talk nonsense."

Zhao Xing: "..."

At this moment, Zhao Chuanzong rushed over. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Xing, but he still did not give up the attack.

Because many times before, the enemy had pretended to be his big brother and lured the army to rescue.

After doing it so many times, few people believe it anymore.

"Zhao Chuanzong! I was the one who taught you how to sit on a mountain pole when you were eight years old! You don't even recognize your elder brother?"

"What? Stop!" Zhao Chuanzong was shocked and immediately stopped his men's attack.

Sitting Mountain Posture is the martial arts training method of his father Zhao Ruide, but this posture was taught to him by Zhao Xing when he was bored at home.

The enemy can pretend to be the elder brother, but childhood memories can never be faked.

Zhao Chuanzong immediately took a few steps forward.

"You, you are really my big brother?"

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief, as Zhao Chuanzong finally recognized him.

"Chuanzong, it's me."

"I am back."

Zhao Chuanzong still couldn't believe it. He said in a trembling voice: "Brother, the family banquet during the Yuanshuo period, the one led by mother..."

"His name is Zhao Chen. I asked Zheng'er to kill him and then send you to the Shenwei Army." Zhao Xing answered quickly.

"Brother!" Zhao Chuanzong no longer had any doubts. He knelt on the ground with a plop, crawled over, and hugged Zhao Xing's legs. "It's really you, woo woo."

"Okay, stop crying." Zhao Xing touched Zhao Chuanzong's head, "You are already hundreds of years old, what does it mean to cry so much?"

When the other soldiers saw this scene, they looked at each other in bewilderment. They still couldn't believe that the man in front of them was really a legendary figure of their Great Zhou.

Wasn’t it said that Zhao Xing was killed by the southern barbarian witch god eight years ago?
"Brother, how did you..."

"We'll talk about this after we get back." Zhao Xing raised his hand and lifted Zhao Chuanzong up. "You're actually at the Ju Yuan realm now. If I'm not mistaken, you're working under Long Xiao... Have you occupied a witch city?"

"Yes, big brother." Zhao Chuanzong wiped his face, "General Long is in the 'Fengwu City' fifty miles ahead. It is a seventh-grade city."

"Not only General Long is in the city, General Xia, General Chen, and even my second brother are also here."

"Oh? How many people are there among you?" Zhao Xing was a little surprised.

"The total number of troops, large and small, surrounding Fengwu City is about 30,000," Zhao Chuanzong said. "But there are only 12,000 people in Fengwu City."

"So many?" Zhao Xing was a little curious. Thirty thousand people was not a small force. And Long Xiao and the others were all here?

"Come on, take me to Wind Witch City."

(End of this chapter)